Man Tantrum

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PHOTO PROMPT © Rochelle Wisoff-Fields

Meg, angry for letting things get so heated, threw the dishcloth on the counter. She pulled the curtain aside and watched the intensity in which her husband attacked the tree; wielding his new chainsaw like a magic wand. Her heart softened as she watched the muscles in his back tighten and glistening beads of sweat plastered his shirt against chiseled features. A more hardheaded man didn’t exist, but then, there wasn’t another man alive who worked harder or loved her more. She grabbed two cold bottles from the fridge and stepped outside; their stupid argument already forgotten.

 

 

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7 thoughts on “Man Tantrum

  1. Been there. Done that. I always like to use a tool with a loud motor (lawnmowers also work well) after a spat with Connie. The noise covers my grumbling curse words and cutting something to shreds helps aleviate the anger. At some point, we both realize how trivial the cause of the rift was and it’s time to kiss and make up. You painted the picture well.

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